The Posh Paw Blog

When the world first hit pause, I’ll admit — I felt like someone yanked the record player right in the middle of my favorite swing-out. Life as I knew it—late-night Lindy hop socials, coffee shop creative sessions, in-person sparkly brainstorms—just stopped. The energy, the rhythm, the buzz of being surrounded by people? Gone in a blink. And for someone who thrives on connection and movement… well, let’s just say I didn’t exactly pirouette gracefully into lockdown.

But here’s the thing about us creative types—we adapt. We pivot in heels. We find the light, even when it’s coming through a laptop screen.

So I did what I do best: I turned my desk into “The Studio.” I made it sacred, darling. Candles, plants, mood boards taped to the wall, vintage records playing softly in the background. I might not have had a ballroom, but I had my imagination—and I let it roam.

Zoom became my dance floor. Not just literally (yes, I did try teaching a virtual Lindy hop session and no, my downstairs neighbor did not appreciate it), but figuratively, too. Team meetings turned into little lifelines. I started dressing up even if I wasn’t leaving the flat—polka dots, pearls, and all—because when the world gets dark, you show up in colour.

More than anything, the pandemic reminded me to slow down. “Smell the roses,” as we say around here. I spent more time journaling, sketching, even baking—me! Baking! I tried to see the beauty in the quiet moments: the way sunlight hit my coffee mug at 9:03, the softness of my cat’s paws against the floor, the thrill of seeing people again at a safe distance and realizing how much I’d missed simply being near.

Professionally, I started thinking more deeply about how we connect. At Furry Luxe, we turned up the volume on empathy. We weren’t just selling—we were serving. Creating packages that brought a little joy to doorsteps, crafting blog posts that felt like a warm chat, offering extra sparkle when the world needed comfort more than luxury.

And now? I still carry it with me—the slowness, the awareness, the love for small things. The pandemic changed the tempo of my life. It taught me that even when the music stops, there’s still rhythm in our hearts.

So yes… I’ve adapted. I’ve grown. I’ve become a little wiser, a little softer, and a whole lot stronger.

Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋

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